Martin gags me with a gag that teases my throat and presses down on my tongue, making everything more intense from the start. Then he ties me against the post in a kneeling spread, elbows pinned behind me, throat roped, and a crotch rope keeping a dildo firmly in place. After some time, he tightens the gag, adds the clovers, and cools me down with ice water. Once the rope is soaked, it seems to bite into my elbows even more. After suffering long enough, Martin finally gives me the release I worked so hard for.